2007-08-03 09:48:51 · 29 answers · asked by Anonymous in Social Science ➔ Psychology
I was walking down the street one night when someone came upon me all of a sudden and smashed me in the face with a crowbar like it was a baseball bat. When I came to, they were still there and planning to kill me. I rolled over, got up and ran. It was a Friday night and I found a party a few blocks away and went inside, knowing they'd have a hard time getting me in there. The police and an ambulance came, my wallet was stolen with my debit and credit cards, which were maxed out and I spent a 5 year battle with Citibank to get the credits restored, had bad credit the whole 5 years. I spent 3 days in the hospital. Luckily, I had no permanent damage, but I swear I looked like Sloth from the Goonies from all the swelling I had. Fortunately that subsided, now my skull is still cracked but if you saw me you'd never guess that happened.
2007-08-03 10:15:41 · answer #1 · answered by Pfo 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
The scariest moment in my life was also the most profound.
It was the moment I deeply understood that I could die at any moment.
I had just realized that my marriage might be over .... I had put so much of myself into this marriage .... could I let it go. Yes, if it meant happiness for both of us ..... Then, I began thinking about my children, and all the imaginary horrid what ifs' ... the worst one was, what if my children were taken from me ..... oh my, what a painful thought, what a deep fear, I could have been caught in this imaginary (in that it had not happened) pain. I started to go down this path, and at some point, I realized there are some things I have no control over, and I realized that I could die at any moment and my children would be in the same position, that I was trying to protect them from. The realization, that I can not know that I can protect, hold, keep safe even some thing so close to me as my children, and those I love ..... left me with what ..............
This moment changed me in deep ways, that I am not completely sure of. I love more now, I let go more now ... I am going to die, knowing this how can I not be compassionate. I am so small in the face of the finite, and as good as nothing in the face of the infinite ..... I can now only live to the best of my understanding, and be grateful.
green terra
2007-08-03 18:03:01 · answer #2 · answered by Teak Fox 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
When I was in the 9th grade, me and my mom had a fight... And she asked me to swear (on her) and tell her if something I did wasn't intentional... I swore on her and told her that what I did was unintentional... But later that evening, she had an allergic reaction to the medicine she took that day for the first time, and it was sooo bad that her throat started closing up and she couldn't breathe....... We had to rush her to the hospital immediately, and we had to wait for about an hour before we found out that she was alright..... That one hour, I kept thinking that what was happening was because of what I did.. I made a promise, and I was sure I was making an honest promise... But the very fact that she was in the ET at that moment made me feel that I lied to her, and that I was the reason why she was there..... It sounds superstitious, I know.. but it was what was going on in my mind at that very moment.
If something had happened to her, I never would have been able to forgive myself..... I would have felt responsible..
Those few moments were probably the scariest moments... The fear of losing my mom (my best friend) and the fear of being the one who "caused" it.... was terrifying........
2007-08-03 17:50:48 · answer #3 · answered by Sporty 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I got chased by wolves once while on a camping trip in Canada. There was a group of us kids who wandered off from the campsite, and we got lost. It was dusk, and everytime we called out for help, the only thing that answered us was the wolves, and they kept getting closer...Real Close. Have you ever tried to yell for help, and be quiet at the same time?
I was the oldest (13), so I didn't have the option of being scared, I had to keep it together. I told everyone to grab a big stick or rock, and walk near the lakeshore. If any animals came out, we would wade out into the water, and make them swim towards us.
We hugged the shoreline, and eventually someone across the bay saw us, and we met up with them. They had come out looking for us,and they had flashlights, so we got back to camp without any more trouble.
I was never so glad to get yelled at by my parents in my life, (they heard the wolf howls too). But just to be safe, I only sleep in hotels now.
2007-08-03 17:04:48 · answer #4 · answered by righteousjohnson 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
scariest moment in my life so far would probably be getting run over by a lawn mower and knowing it was my fault. i was going into second grade and i told my little sis it would be fun to ride on it with my dad. he got close to a tree and i thought i was gonna get hit in the head so i put my foot against it and pressure built up and when he put it in reverse my sis and i flew off. we both almost died and i knew the whole time it was my fault. i still feel bad to this day but i'm glad that she's more normal than i am now. ( her back was cut up and she just has scars. my foot was cut up and i lost half a toe....)
2007-08-03 17:03:23 · answer #5 · answered by gitch 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I was driving down the HWY at 3 am and there was this collision in front of me. 2 cars hit each other. One went off to the side of the road the other was in the middle of the road sideways. I pulled over, I and called emts but cars were whizzing by the car in the road... I couldn't get to him. I am on the phone with EMTs.... screaming no ones stopping!! no ones stopping !!!when WHAM another car slams into the one in the road. He does like 2 360's when finally someone stopped to help, and he stopped traffic. The guy in the car was in shock and we couldn't get to him. We got the door open finally and he was bleeding from the chest. I held his hand until help came. I still shiver when I tell this story
2007-08-03 16:57:00 · answer #6 · answered by Alma Balzitch 2 · 2⤊ 0⤋
I got deathly ill in 2003. I lost the ability to swallow both food and water. My doctors didn't believe that I was sick, even though I threw up constantly, even in front of them. I went for 30 days without food. I had to go to the ER to get IV fluids. My son took me to Chicago from NC where there are real doctors and hospitals. I was diagnosed with secondary progressive multiple sclerosis. My doctor in Chicago said has I stayed in NC one or two more days, I would have been dead. I had a five month hospital stay and had to learn to walk again. That was very scary.
2007-08-03 16:58:00 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 0⤋
When I knew my second child was autistic and everyone else thought I was feeling that way because my first child is autistic. In the end they made me feel that I was going mad. The scary part was thinking that I wouldn't be able to get her the help she would need and she would end up losing out.
When she was diagnosed then there was relief mixed with the fear of what the future would hold for them both. If I dwell on it it's still the thing that would keep me awake at night.
2007-08-03 16:53:45 · answer #8 · answered by Oldgirl 3 · 5⤊ 0⤋
I was given a flying lesson as a birthday pressie one year. I like flying - in big, safe, stable planes.
This looked like a Dinky toy; it was only big enough for two people; not pressurised, so it only went up to 1500 feet; nearly all glass, with ill-fitting doors. I never knew I was afraid of heights until that little plane took off.....
I kept thinking I was going to fall out; kept thinking "please get me down safely and I will never moan again".
2007-08-03 18:14:54 · answer #9 · answered by marie m 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
When I had pneumonia and no health insurance 10 yrs ago. I put off going to the hospital until it was almost too late. I was in the critical-care ward for almost a week!
I didn't realize just how sick I was, until after the fact.
2007-08-03 16:57:26 · answer #10 · answered by starrzfan 4 · 2⤊ 0⤋